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Show Lights ofNewYork By L. I. STEVENSON The city's newest subway is the final link in the Independent system, first planned 19 years ago, and the total cost of which has been $i;00,-000,000. $i;00,-000,000. The Sixth avenue line is short, running only from Fourth street to Fifty-ninth street, yet its cost was $60,000,000, which figures out $4,377 a foot. Construction costs were increased by the fact that it runs under or over six other underground railways that cross its path. Added expense was that while the subway was being dug, the elevated ele-vated railroad was still running and precautions that cost real money had to be taken to prevent its collapse. col-lapse. Then, too, for nearly a mile at its northern end, it is only 150 feet above the Catskill aqueduct. New York's underground maze of conduits, wires, etc., didn't make the job less expensive. At Thirty-fourth street is the largest larg-est station. It is 3G0 feet long. 30 feet wide, and 10 feet high, and has three different levels. There are 17 entrances and 16 escalators. Also there is a tunnel above the tracks, much like the enclosed deck of a ship, through which pedestrians may travel from Thirty-fourth street to Forty-second street without coming com-ing out into sunshine or bad weather. weath-er. It's a free tunnel and so, during dur-ing the Christmas rush with attendant at-tendant rain, it did a heavy business. busi-ness. Speaking of business, it is estimated es-timated that the new line will carry 40,000,000 passengers during the coming year. It was the custom of an attractive young business woman, who lives alone high up in a big apartment house, not to complete dressing until un-til after breakfast. But she always did reach outside her door to gather in her mail and the newspaper so that she migiit have something to read while waiting for the coffee to perk. The other morning the newspaper news-paper was just out of her reach. Noting there was no one in the hall, she stepped outside. Before she could bend over, the door, equipped with a spring lock, banged shut." And there she stood as if posing for a lingerie ad! The only way to get a pass key was to call the elevator operator and wait while he made a round trip. She was about to do that when something moved her to try the door. It opened readily j enough. She hasn't figured out yet ' when she threw the catch but the newspaper and mail now wait until un-til she is fully clad. Max Marcin, ex-police reporter who now makes a comfortable living liv-ing with his "Perfect Crime" and "Crime Doctor" stories, dropping into the press room at headquarters to exchange anecdotes with the boys still on the beat . In the window of one of those pet shops, a tiny turtle named "Throckmorton" . . Kay Kyser recognized by kids as he crosses Lexington avenue . . They yell, "Hi-ya, professor" . . . Don Voorhees getting himself a chair in the orchestra pit when he visits musicals . . . He's had a conductor's eye-view of the stage for so long he doesn't feel comfortable anywhere else in the house . Jimmy Dorsey, swing maestro, who recently sent 12 of his hottest recordings re-cordings to the Ramsgate Hot Jazz club in London . . . They'll be used for entertainment in air-raid shelters. shel-ters. Al K. Hall is a veteran vaudeville and burlesque comedian who has been on and off Broadway for 25 years. He's never been ashamed of his job although in his career he's entertained in some pretty rough theaters. But Al's kid, a girl, has been growing up. Before he died, he wanted to do something that would make his daughter proud of her daddy. So he sat down and composed a patriotic song called "We Are All Americans." Harry Salter heard it and thought it so good he put Hall on his "Song of Your Life" program, so the comedian come-dian could tell of his lifelong dream and how it had come true. Even if the song is never published, it won't make any difference to the composer. He feels he has done one thing in his life of which his daughter daugh-ter may be proud. If you have seen W. C: Fields' latest picture, "The Bank Dick," you may have noticed that the story credit was given to one Mahatma Kane Jeeves. One of this department's depart-ment's Hollywood scouts reports that many folks know that the story was actually written by Fields himself, him-self, and a few know how the comic came to choose his pseudonym. If you say the name slowly, you will discover that it is really one of Field's favorite off-screen expressions, expres-sions, "My hat, my cane, Jeeves." A classified ad in The Sugar House Bulletin will let folks know that you have a room or house for rent. ' " , NEW HAMBURG, N.Y. Nicholas Nich-olas . Bressi (left) of Brooklyn, and Al Lasky, of the Bronx, both age 16 and two of the thirty-six New York City youths who were graduated as farmers at the Children's Child-ren's Aid Society's Bowdoin School here . They are feeding chickens and collecting eggs, an important part of their curriculum. curricul-um. Teh youths have spent the last half year studying practical farming at the schoool which is the only one of its kind in the country, giving instruction to the youths without charge. |